Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Bahamas and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Crispy Ambulance to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon. All the underground hits.
All Terry Callier tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Slits record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Audionom record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gregory Isaacs,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Crime,
Ituana,
Pulsallama,
Crooked Eye,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Simply Red,
Fluxion,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Max Romeo,
Ronnie Foster,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Boz Scaggs,
Maleditus Sound,
The Litter,
Sixth Finger,
Basic Channel,
Prince Buster,
Moss Icon,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
ABBA,
Don Cherry,
Blossom Toes,
Barrington Levy,
Lower 48,
Gang of Four,
Bill Wells,
Danielle Patucci,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Section 25,
Hashim,
Jimmy McGriff,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Robert Wyatt,
Letta Mbulu,
Todd Terry,
Minutemen,
DNA,
Nico,
The Durutti Column,
John Foxx,
Agitation Free,
Alison Limerick,
Terry Callier,
Livin' Joy,
Khruangbin,
Reuben Wilson,
Kool Moe Dee,
Judy Mowatt,
Derrick Morgan,
Joy Division,
The Offenders,
The Kinks,
The Monks,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Aaron Thompson,
Marshall Jefferson,
CMW,
The Sonics, The Sonics, The Sonics, The Sonics.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.